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the saddest part

i remember what happened that one time
i had to think about it long and hard for a while
you had to go, but i didnt want to feel alone again
i watched as you climbed out of the car that night
you secretly wished i would follow close behind
but i couldnt, but just know i wouldve...

that night, you slit both your wrists
you put your gun to your head
you lost your mind...
you gave up on time
and you left me crying on the floor
and the saddest part isnt that your gone
but that i somehow just didnt know.

you remembered all those different times
i had to go and look back through my mind
you hurt inside, but they all just made it worse
i watched as you tried to be brave those days
you secretly wished they would all just go die
but they didnt...just know they shouldve...

that night, as you ended your life
they were all out having a good time
you lost the fight...
they broke you inside
and they left you beat up on the ground
and that saddest part isnt that your gone
but that they pushed you to do what you've done
and i didnt know...

i will always miss your smile, baby
please know, i am sad not angry
they didnt have to treat you so badly
but...please know that i love you dearly.